作者: Su Zhishui 機械翻訳
Yan Youcheng had indeed sobered up a lot after being scolded like that.
He immediately hardened his heart and waved his hand. "DRAG HIM AWAY! "
"Dad! You can't do this! Dad... I don't want anything else. I'll take my mom and fly far away and never come back. Please let her off this time! " Yan Qing avoided the person who came to pull him away and begged Yan Youcheng with all his might ...
But before Yan Youcheng could express his stance, Zhou Lingfang had already pulled him away and firmly reprimanded him. "What nonsense are you saying! You're the blood of the Yan family and the Yan family is yours. How can you not want anything? Mom doesn't allow you to say that! ! "
"Shut up! " Yan Youcheng shouted loudly, glaring angrily at Zhou Lingfang, "when have I ever said that the Yan family is all his? A child born from a woman like you is not worthy of the protection of the Yan family! "
Yan Qing's body stiffened slightly, his expression was a little ugly, but he did not refute anything.
Instead, it was Zhou Lingfang who was exasperated, "why is Qing 'er not worthy? ! Master, don't you like him the most? You said that the one you love the most is Qing 'er! "
"He has such a vicious mother who kills without blinking, how can he be any better? ! " Yan Youcheng roared, his eyes red as he ordered the people behind him, "what are you still standing there for? SEPARATE THEM FROM THEIR MOTHER AND SON! "
Very soon, someone stepped forward and pulled hard, but Zhou Lingfang refused to comply. "No! You can't abandon Qing 'er just because of me... "
Yan Qing was pulled away somewhat dejectedly and stood to the side.
He did not struggle anymore, nor did he desperately protect his mother.
Because he saw Yan Sheng and his wife who were sobbing beside him. He saw second sister-in-law Xu who was kneeling by the side, shivering, and Yan Qi who had lost his young life at the hands of his mother... ...
When he thought of this, he turned back to look at Zhou Lingfang who was still constantly shouting and showing off her ugliness. He was suddenly a little confused.
Was this the real appearance of his mother?
She had done all kinds of bad things and was spurned by everyone... ...
Seeing that she was about to be pulled away, Zhou Lingfang shouted at Yan Qing unwillingly, "Qing 'er! Save me, save me... "
Yan Qing's eyes were already a little empty. Seeing his mother being dragged away, he was also very distressed, but his feet could not move no matter what.
He looked at his mother and asked in disappointment and dejection, "mom, is what they said true? These people, are they all your fault? "
"..."Zhou Lingfang hesitated for a moment She didn't dare to look at her son as she muttered, "Mom did it for you. Mom Did it for you, son! If you weren't born well, how could the Yan Family Have Yan Qi and Yan Jun? They deserve to die, they all deserve to die! Mom was just helping you get rid of these obstacles! "
" ... no, you're not helping me. " Yan Qing shook his head, his expression was dull, and his eyes were empty and dull. "You're not my mom... "
His impression of his mother was gentle, kind, beautiful, and generous.
Although she was called a mistress by the world and was disgraced by everyone, in his heart, the love of his father and mother could transcend the secular world.
She would always gently stroke his head, asking him how his studies were going, asking him if he had eaten well... ...
Although she had a little temper and talked a little too much, and sometimes spoke a little harshly, he knew that in this world, there was no one who loved him more than his mother.
So he did his best, and as long as it was what his mother wanted him to see, he did his best to do it... ...